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Chapter 960 The Future of Northern Border

The education structure of Datang is vertical.

Chang'an is the concentration place of the world's great talents, and all the institutions of higher learning are here.

Next, there are states and schools, and then there are county schools.

The state school is a link between the past and the future, and it is an institution for the selection of talents in one place.

Every year, the state school will select the most outstanding students, and at the end of the year, they will set off with officials who go to Chang'an to report their duties and present gifts.

When they arrived in Chang'an, the magistrates would present gifts, and these students would also be with the gifts for the emperor to watch.

Students are gifts.

For the emperor, this is not true at all.

It's indescribable to have all the best talents in the world in your pocket.

No matter how smart you are, you can only bow your head in front of me in the end, eager to serve me.

After entering the state school, there will be a step up.

Enter, you can take the imperial examination.

Retirement, with the status of a state school student, go to the government to seek a half-time job, or inherit the family business, and become a powerful party, all have the confidence.

State school students are those elites who are second only to those who passed the imperial examination.

In the eyes of ordinary people, they are the pride of heaven.

But since Yang Xuan took charge of Northern Xinjiang, Chang'an has cut off the qualifications of Northern Xinjiang students to participate in the imperial examination.

Han Ji stood outside the classroom, Jiang He'er said in a low voice: "I know about this. When Chang'an sent documents, it said that the students in northern Xinjiang were vulgar and not very knowledgeable. They asked them to study for a few more years before taking the imperial examination."

"It's just a pretext," Han Ji said.

"That's right! Mr. Lang said as soon as he looked at the document, this is a drudgery."

"Students who can enter the state to study are of good background. Such a group of people oppose Lang Jun... Do you know? Those powerful people oppose Lang Jun, and the imperial examination path for the children of the family is cut off as an incentive."

"It finally broke out today." Jiang He'er sighed.

Han Ji looked at her, "Why are you eager to try..."

Jiang He'er said: "Mr. Lang's guards are outside. If those students do something, might you protect Mr. Lang?"

Han Ji shook his head, "No, but..."

Jiang He'er pointed at herself and said proudly: "Only me!"

Ever since she became the boss's secretary, Jiang He'er felt that the world was getting farther and farther away from her.

Her busy work left her no time to think about it. Occasionally, she dreamed back in the middle of the night. When she dreamed of the time when she was wandering around with her master, she couldn't help laughing out loud.

Although it is dangerous to wander the rivers and lakes, the feeling of freedom is unmatched by anything.

Today is a rare good opportunity, Jiang He'er vowed to show his talents.

The sudden appearance of Yang Xuan surprised the students.

I thought he was here to appease, but I didn't expect that he would leave without reading as soon as he opened his mouth.

go out!

It's that simple and rude!
The students froze.

Wang Hou, the student whom Yang Xuan said was unkind, took a look at Yang Xuan, sat down, and said, "I just want justice."

"What's fair?"

Yang Xuan thought about his schooling career—at the beginning, his teacher was Yang Lue. From literacy to learning articles, Yang Lue taught him impatience, and he could even see that he was trying his best to suppress the desire to scold and do something.

Later, his husband became Suzaku.

Although he can drive occasionally, Suzaku taught him conscientiously.

The word "justice" does not exist in the current era of respecting teachers and valuing education.

Therefore, Yang Xuan couldn't help laughing when Wang Hou said something was fair.

Wang Hou glanced at his classmates, "I have been waiting for Han Chuang to study hard for many years, and Ye Niang at home is looking forward to it, but she just hopes that I can pass the imperial examination. Now, Chang'an has cut off the way for me to wait for the imperial examination. Dazed and uneasy, not knowing what the future holds..."

Yang Xuan was noncommittal.

"Dare to ask the Duke, why should I wait to study?"

——You and Chang'an had a falling out, which made us unable to take the imperial examination. Who will give this justice?
Outside, He Lianyan arrived, and said with a sneer, "This person comes from a powerful family, and he hates the Lord the most. Today, this person is probably the one who took the lead in making noise."

Han Ji said: "This son is coercing his classmates from the state school, but he is also well versed in the way of public opinion."

"Let's do it!" Jiang He'er's eyes lit up.

Inside, Yang Xuan asked, "Why study?"

Wang Hou's eyes sparkled, "Yes."

When ordinary people faced Yang Xuan, the pressure in their hearts was unspeakable.Those who are timid, can't express their ideas well, and stumble when speaking.

This man is quite courageous.

Where does this courage come from?
From the so-called justice.

The bright future is gone, let's seek justice, isn't it wrong?
Who dares to say wrong?

If Yang Xuan suppresses him, the outside world will say that he is an independent husband.

Chang'an tried every means to disturb Northern Xinjiang. Hearing such things, he probably would laugh out loud like a pig.

That's why Song Zhen said earlier that you must not do anything.

It's okay for you to do something to the people, but to do it to this group of people is to poke a hole in the sky...

Yang Xuan can fight against the powerful men of Northern Xinjiang, as long as he can find an excuse.

But he couldn't take action against the Zhao family of Lu County. Once he did, the scholars and even the common people all over the world would be in an uproar.

In the era when scholars were precious, ancient sages like Zhao Zi were like gods.

Scholars all over the world will clamor and curse Yang Xuan.

People in the world will think that Yang Xuan does not respect knowledge and gods.

The Zhao family can exist for many years... To be honest, if you want to say that those in power have never thought of doing anything to the Zhao family in these years, it is impossible.

But I can't do it!

The Zhao family seems to be a family, but behind the Zhao family, there is a group of people standing densely.

This group of people is called: vested interests!
They obtained tickets to enter the privileged class through reading, and they will spontaneously maintain the majesty of the Zhao family.

Facing such a group of people, even a tyrant has to be a little bit afraid.

"In ancient times, the wise men in the tribe possessed the richest knowledge. They would choose one or two people in the tribe to pass on their knowledge. These are the earliest teachers and students."

Yang Xuan didn't scold, didn't get angry, Jiang He'er outside let out a disappointed sigh.

Han Ji was worried that this irascible girl would do something, "Why don't you get me a cup of tea for you!"

"Too!"

Jiang He'er went to find a place to make tea.

Finally left.

Excitement flashed in Han Ji's eyes, and he thought, taking this opportunity, if he can take down a few professors from the state school and pick out the thorns, in a few years, the state school can be turned into the cradle of officials in northern Xinjiang .

"In the beginning, words were recorded on tortoise shells and animal bones. At that time, there were countless tortoises and beasts everywhere, so knowledge accumulated like this. After the invention of paper, knowledge began to spread."

In the era of oracle bone inscriptions, it was not easy for anyone to be able to read.

In the paper age, the origin of scholars was adjusted downward again.

In other words, the dissemination of knowledge is directly related to the cost of reading.

If the cost of reading is low, then there will be more readers.

In another world, relatively cheap paper and large-scale training of teachers have become the catalyst for the popularization of education.

"Nowadays, every state has a state school. Every year, the state school selects several students to go to Chang'an to take the exam, and there are only a few of them. It is no exaggeration to say that thousands of troops walk on a single-plank bridge. That is to say, most of the students in the state school spend their entire lives. They have nothing to do with the imperial examination."

In a few words, the origin and development of education are clearly stated, and the current situation of state education is naturally analyzed very thoroughly.

The vast majority of students will not be able to pass the imperial examination in this lifetime!
So, pots, don't throw them around.

"Of course, everyone is lucky. I feel that even if I don't do well in my studies, I can't be lucky enough to pass the exam? Even if you are in such a situation, then, I want to ask, why study?"

This question was thrown back by Yang Xuan again,

Wang Hou smiled.

Then my heart trembled, and I felt that I was a little embarrassed, if Yang Xuan scolded and dealt with it...

He glanced at Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan's eyes were not on him at all.

Instead, look at... the void!
It seems that there are countless students listening to his speech.

A Wang Hou, to him, is just a bug, not worth spending time thinking about it, not even worth getting angry about.

"Why study?" Yang Xuan repeated the question, "Study is the first thing to understand."

That is to establish the correct three views.

"Reading should be useful. Every scholar's first thought is, I study to be a master and to be an official. This is understandable."

Wang Hou smiled and raised his hand.

"Say!"

Yang Xuan nodded.

Wang Hou said: "But now that the career path has been cut off, there is nothing we can do."

"Yes! Now Chang'an does not allow students from northern Xinjiang to take the imperial examination, why should we study?"

Yang Xuan suppressed his hands, and after he was quiet, he continued, "To study, you should aspire. That is to say, why do you want to be an official? Is it for money, to be a superior person, do you have the heart for the country and the people?"

The students were silent.

"Ok?"

Yang Xuan snorted softly, "Study is only for profit for the family, for oneself, for selfish affairs, what is the use of such a student?"

He spoke calmly, but these words sounded like thunder.

"Lang Jun!"

Jiang He'er came with a cup of hot tea...God knows where she got it.

Yang Xuan took it, took a sip, moistened his throat, and felt that the secretary was really useful.

Jiang He'er quickly glanced at the students, looking forward to... Who will do it!

Hurry up!
"Who is going to go to the imperial examination with one mind, who has thought about standing in the present and in northern Xinjiang?"

"It's fine if you are dedicated to the country, then I have delayed your way to serve the country. But where is the biggest threat to the current Tang Dynasty? It is in the northern border, that is, the Beiliao.

Why do scholars become officials?When serving the country.And the country is in great trouble in Beiliao, so why are you waiting to go to Chang'an with all your heart? "

Yang Xuan casually pointed to a student, "Let's talk about it."

The students faltered and hawed.

"You don't dare to say it, it's nothing more than Chang'an thinks that Yang is rebellious, and you don't bother to work for Yang."

The students were making a fuss, and the root cause was Yang Xuan.They felt that it was Yang Xuan who broke their Qingyun Avenue.

Yang Ni!
This word has been mentioned countless times by them privately.

"Beijiang opens its doors to welcome talents from all over the world, and I look forward to my students in Beijiang.

Be down-to-earth and kind.Isn't it good to be an official in northern Xinjiang?Wouldn't it be good to be able to resist powerful enemies for Datang?You have to go to Chang'an to stir up trouble, you have to go to Chang'an to roll into that sauce jar before you give up?"

Han Ji listened with joy, "Lang Jun's words are really shocking!"

"What is rebellion? Chang'an said that Yang is a rebel, but who can tell me where I am rebel?"

This is a good opportunity to clear his reputation, Yang Xuan is fully fired.

"In Chang'an, the emperor was fighting openly and secretly with the powerful families. After I took charge of the northern border, Chang'an wanted to involve our army and people in the northern border. They even ignored the threat of the Northern Liao Dynasty and wanted to send some mediocre people to take charge of the northern border. Once If their wishes are fulfilled, what will happen to Northern Xinjiang?"

"It will be destroyed!"

A student raised his head and said with piercing eyes.

I thought that all the strong and powerful children hated me, but it seems that I was wrong... A gleam of joy arose in Yang Xuan's heart.

"Yes, it will be destroyed, but why doesn't Chang'an care?" Yang Xuan pointed in the direction of Chang'an, "Because in their eyes, the world is just a tool for their own interests.

What about the fall of northern Xinjiang?As long as they can continue their family's prosperity, even if the world falls, they don't care!But it's just a new owner! "

Boom!

These words are like a bolt from the blue!

Wang Hou's face turned red, "The Duke's words are biased."

But at least [-]% of the students raised their heads and looked at Yang Xuan seriously for the first time, and even looked forward to his follow-up speech impatiently.

There is still hope for this Great Tang!
Yang Xuan's heart was slowly surrounded by joy, "When Beijiang went north, overcame thorns and thorns all the way, and won a large territory for Beijiang and Datang, Chang'an was afraid. What are they afraid of? What they are afraid of is that their own flies and dogs, watching The aggressive Northern Xinjiang suddenly felt in his heart... this is not the Tang Dynasty we were waiting for."

"The Datang they want to see should be a big sauce vat. Everyone has to follow them and live in this sauce vat. They don't want to make progress. Anyone who wants to rush out will be regarded as a different kind."

Yang Xuan looked at the students, "Who wants to jump into that sauce jar?"

The thirty percent of the students shook their heads.

Thirty percent, already exceeded Yang Xuan's expectations.

"Beijiang will not stop going north because of the noise of those people. This year, I will continue to lead the Beijiang army to march north.

Beijiang will continue to develop, and development is inseparable from talents. Whether to go to Chang'an and jump into the sauce vat, or stay in Beijiang to play, I think, a real man will make a choice that is worthy of his heart! "

Yang Xuan put down the water glass, and said comfortably: "Now, those who want to go to Chang'an, go out! I will let you go!"

Uh!
Wang Hou looked at Yang Xuan in disbelief.

"Duke, really?"

Yang Xuan took a sip of tea and said to him, "Get lost!"

Wang Hou didn't even take his books, and even ignored the Four Treasures of the Study, got up and left.

Going like a tornado.

Such as amnesty.

When he ran out, the corners of his mouth were even slightly raised.

That idiot!

How dare he let me go!
In an instant, the classroom was mostly empty.

Yang Xuan smiled at the corner of his mouth, "The ones left behind will witness history and miracles! Li Wenmin!"

"Kingdom!"

Li Wenmin came in, looking at Yang Xuan with admiration in his eyes.

Yang Xuan pointed to those students, "First, select students from various county schools to supplement the state school and expand the scale. Second, teach those knowledge."

Li Wenmin had tears in his eyes, "Can we finally start?"

Yang Xuan nodded, "Ten years of sharpening a sword, ten years later, my northern Xinjiang students will surely shake the world!"

The students don't know what they are talking about.

Li Wenmin walked to the position of Mr.

Open up.

"You are blessed to be able to learn what the Duke has learned. The old man is blessed to be able to teach what the Duke has learned. A hundred years later, Qingshi will definitely remember this moment!"

He saluted Yang Xuan solemnly.

"The Duke treats me as a national scholar, and I will do my best."

Yang Xuan returned the gift.

He solemnly said: "The future of Beijiang, please!"

(End of this chapter)